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Burns night

Post by rrps700 on 2011-01-25, 21:00

If you did not know tonight was burns night a night to commemorate the only Scottish poet Robert Burns the writer of ode to a mouse the poem that inspired Steinbeck to write of mice and men burns also wrote for Old Angzine which was used in its a wonderful life. It is a tradition to recite a poem and then stab a haggis, but what is a haggis well A haggis is a small animal native to Scotland. Well, when I say animal, actually it's a bird with vestigial wings - like the ostrich. Because the habitat of the haggis is exclusively mountainous, and because it is always found on the sides of Scottish mountains, it has evolved a rather strange gait.
The poor thing has only three legs, and each leg is a different length - the result of this is that when hunting haggis, you must get them on to a flat plain - then they are very easy to catch - they can only run round in circles. the correct poem is address to a haggis.
Fair is your honest happy face
Great chieftain of the pudding race
Above them all you take your place
Stomach, tripe or guts
Well are you worthy of a grace
As long as my arm

The groaning platter there you fill
Your buttocks like a distant hill
Your skewer would help to repair a mill
In time of need
While through your pores the juices emerge
Like amber beads

His knife having seen hard labour wipes
And cuts you up with great skill
Digging into your gushing insides bright
Like any ditch
And then oh what a glorious sight
Warm steaming, rich

Then spoon for spoon
They stretch and strive
Devil take the last man, on they drive
Until all their well swollen bellies
Are bent like drums
Then, the old gent most likely to rift (burp)
Be thanked, mumbles

Is there that over his French Ragout
Or olio that would sicken a pig
Or fricassee would make her vomit
With perfect disgust
Looks down with a sneering scornful opinion
On such a dinner

Poor devil, see him over his trash
As week as a withered rush (reed)
His spindle-shank a good whiplash
His clenched fist.the size of a nut.
Through a bloody flood and battle field to dash
Oh how unfit

But take note of the strong haggis fed Scot
The trembling earth resounds his tread
Clasped in his large fist a blade
He'll make it whistle
And legs and arms and heads he will cut off
Like the tops of thistles

You powers who make mankind your care
And dish them out their meals
Old Scotland wants no watery food
That splashes in dishes
But if you wish her grateful prayer
Give her a haggis!

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Re: Burns night

Post by Shemuel on 2011-01-26, 00:59

Mmm, haggis. Pity it's still banned in America


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Post by Philly Homer on 2011-01-26, 01:26

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Re: Burns night

Post by A-BIack_Man on 2011-01-26, 01:40

there is a holiday or celebration for every single day of the year.
tomorrow, the 26th, is national peanut brittle day.

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Re: Burns night

Post by Darkwing on 2011-01-26, 01:42

Sweet! I'm taking the day off from school then Razz



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